"It depends on which man you selected." Pam gave the mere hint of a shrug. "You pick one my size, and they do exist, you won't may not get more. Though you may like the feel of holding a little man to you as you drink." Pam smiled up at him.
"John Tudor, I will teach you to hunt anyone or thing you wish, within reason, but you should hunt those you want to taste first. Be selective, make it worth the effort. I have hunted out of hunger, and it was satisfying for the moment. The hunting because I want to possess even just to feed is much more satisfying. You don't even have to do more than look in their eyes and claim their minds - glamour - if you wish to make it easier." She tugged and led him toward a bar. It looked like it could be some rough place, and she didn't seem to mind, even if she was dressed more for a meeting of the Junior League.
"Do be careful with Melody; there are more of us here after all." She nodded slightly.